I have never been more excited for a rain shower. It went from almost 90 degrees in our house down to 79. Our carpet is soaked in a couple places, but who cares?! I can breathe! The only problem is that Mr. A/C Fix-It Man probably won’t show until the rain stops.
It’s amazing how your body adjusts to the climate you live in. My relatives from FL wear jeans and sweatshirts when they come visit us in OH. When it’s 75 degrees! They’re freeeeezing. My sister’s blood has already gone southern and she’s only lived in SC for six months. I never had a/c growing up, and I survived. And we’ve only had it 5 out of 10 years of marriage. So, why have the last two days felt like torture?? I was in such a bad mood when I went to bed last night and couldn’t get to sleep. Poor little Nina was only wearing a diaper, and was all wet and sticky with sweat.
Enough of that. Thank you, Lord, for the rain!
I just finished a Starbucks Mud Pie. I haven’t had one in months. That was a huge mistake. (going without for so long, I mean)
So, I was bashing WV yesterday, right? Then last night I get a call from an old college friend who is moving there tomorrow from Chicago. Moving to West Virginia. Wow. (In all fairness, WV is a very pretty state. The place we stayed just wasn’t all that fab.) I haven’t seen her in seven years, but she wanted to know if she and her hubby and baby boy could spend the night with us on their way down to nowhere. Sure!
I’ve never met her hubby. He’s from England. You know how I feel about letting crazy Brits in my home. (ha ha! got you, Nixie!!)
I love living here. Lots of people have stopped by on their way from one place to another, and it’s been fun. If you’re ever on the way to somewhere and need to stop midway through Ohio, don’t hesitate to call! I don’t need to know you–that hasn’t stopped me in the past.
Another friend e-mailed me last week. We were inseparable in junior high and high school track and cross country. We had the same last name and were born exactly one week apart. We told everyone we were twins. Except that she was five feet tall, dark hair, eyes, complexion. I was almost 10 inches taller with blond hair. They called us Mutt and Jeff. (still not exactly sure who they are) Anyway, it was great to reconnect with Emily after THIRTEEN years!
We took the girls to the fountains at Easton last night. Nina’s not too sure about them, but the other two had a blast. Then I took Livi and Ava to change in the bathroom, so they could go see Ratatouille with Gabe. Nina and I went back home. Our lovely warm home.
Reminder to self: Ava can’t do movies that start at 7:55 p.m. and last for a long time. She fell asleep on Gabe’s lap with 45 minutes to go.
I have a radio interview from 4-5 pm tomorrow. I’d love some prayers. Thank you! Have a tantalizing Tuesday! Hope it’s raining where you live!